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Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100
HAINING, JANE; PRISONER NUMBER 79467
When I was six they sent me to the girl’s home where I found Jane Haining the house matron. Sometimes I had trouble understanding her brogue-accented Hungarian but her love transcended all language barriers.
She mothered each of us as her own “wee bairns”, whether Jewish or Christian.
When the Nazis took over Budapest she disobeyed orders and refused to return to Scotland, saying, “If these children need me in days of sunshine, how much more in darkness?”
I study the numbers tattooed on my arm and I’m haunted by the question, “Why did I live and that angel die?”.